Safety is definitely not an issue.
"Hey, let’s speed up, you tell the location."
Wang Zixuan found a car because speed was what he needed. He didn’t have ti to waste on small talk with the other party; it was simply a waste of ti.
The creator behind the scenes controlling the zombies saw Wang Zixuan’s eagerness and enthusiasm and felt quite pleased. This showed that the other party valued this matter, proving that his influence was still significant.
Lin Fan kept observing, and when he saw the vehicle had started, he didn’t chase after it imdiately but maintained a certain distance from it.
To prevent being discovered by the other party.
Regardless of how fast the vehicle traveled, his speed allowed him to easily keep up.
Carrying a satellite phone with him, he could receive updates from Sunshine Shelter at any ti. If sothing happened there while he was away, he could return in the shortest possible ti.
A sedan was driving, with a silhouette in the distant background following it.
During the car’s journey, there were many zombies. Normally, when zombies saw a moving vehicle, they would howl and chase after it.
But on this car’s journey, not a single zombie dared to follow. All zombies seed to sense so terrifying presence with the car’s approach, too scared to move.
After a long ti.
The vehicle entered a city.
Peng City.
Once a prosperous city, but now has beco a corpse city filled with zombies.
A silhouette kept leaping across rooftops, following the vehicle on the city streets.
Still avoiding being noticed by the zombies.
He knew that the Creator could communicate with the zombies, and if other zombies saw him, the zombie organizing this eting would also sense it.
The vehicle gradually slowed down and parked in front of a building.
Lin Fan also landed on the rooftop of a nearby building, sitting on the edge, swinging his legs.
"This is the place for the Creator eting. I wonder how many Creators will co."
He was looking forward to it.
Currently, the most threatening zombies are these.
They possess intelligence, ideas, can control zombies, and create new terrifying zombies. Among all zombies, they represent an extre in zombie evolution.
Even the fifth-tier Lao Zhong isn’t a match for these zombies.
Human Awakeners do have boundless potential.
But temporarily, they have not developed to stand against these top-tier zombies.
Wang Zixuan looked around the environnt, "Is this the place?"
"Yes."
Wang Zixuan got out of the car, and a red carpet lined the road ahead while zombies stood like guards in two rows, motionless. This kind of arrangent made Wang Zixuan feel that the Creator hosting the eting had a good sense.
"Really pretentious, making it look so formal."
Wang Zixuan muttered to himself.
But he still followed the controlled zombies inside.
He knew Lin Fan was quietly watching around, so there was no need to worry about safety.
As he walked inside, the two rows of zombies growled low and made very dull sounds, as if welcoming him.
The interior was not as dark as he imagined.
He passed through the corridor and arrived at the innermost area, pushing open the door to reveal a hall that looked like it was ant for a eting.
At this mont.
There were already other zombies in the hall.
He frowned slightly.
It wasn’t as he imagined; there weren’t many Creators, but most of the zombies present were controlled ones. These zombies sat there, and as Wang Zixuan walked in, they turned their heads, their eyes falling on him.
And on the podium in the hall stood a towering figure.
Seeing the other for the first ti, it was clear this wasn’t an ordinary type.
Red skin covered with twisted, interwoven veins, like old tree roots, gave a domineering feel.
The figure was tall and robust.
The abdon, chest, arms, and calves were covered with sothing similar to scales.
It had sharp toes and fingers.
It didn’t look like a zombie, more like a demon.
Completely unknown how it evolved.
The seat beneath him was terrifying as well, an unknown creature that looked like a throne made of flesh. On closer inspection, the flesh on the throne was alive, wriggling.
"Welco, Emperor of Zombies from He City, please have a seat," said the Red-skinned Zombie.
Wang Zixuan casually found a place to sit, "Is this what you call a Creator eting? Why are they all like this except for you?"
The Red-skinned Zombie said, "It’s our first eting, and you trust the most, coming in person, while they can only control zombies to gather."
Damn it!
Hearing that they could control zombies to co, Wang Zixuan wanted to curse.
If zombies can be controlled to co.
Why didn’t you say so?
Why make co personally?
Simply ridiculous.
Wang Zixuan sighed, feeling quite helpless, but since he was already here, what could he say?
"Haha," Wang Zixuan laughed, "Southern eting, I wonder what this eting intends to express?"
The Red-skinned Zombie said, "Everyone here can speak and has co, proving we are intelligent. We used to be humans, but the apocalypse turned us into zombies. However, we are different from other zombies; they are mindless beasts only knowing how to feast, but we have our thoughts, minds, and can even control them. So those beasts are tools in our hands."
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